I'm alone for the week.

I double check all the locks and hide under the blankets.
 
I can't fathom this.

Why would you feel unsafe?

It wasn't so bad until all the break-in dreams started. I swear, once a week I have a nightmare that men are breaking into the house, one after the other, in order to shoot me.

I live in a really nice neighborhood but you've seen the news once or twice, yes? Bad things happen everywhere. The fact that we have 5 points of entry into the house makes me nervous, too. One day we saw one of the locks was scraped to hell; like someone had tried (and failed miserably) to pick it. Very unsettling.
 
You can tell Smiley isn't here by the way I sit in front of my laptop:


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I couldn't not. Every time my dog takes off barking at the stairs I get creeped the fuck out.

What makes you feel safer when you're alone?

I admit I got a little aroused by your picture this time.

What you are basically saying is you feel safer with the kids around because you can always use them to stall the zombies in time for your escape.

I always feel safer without my kids to watch out for. There are measures I would cheerfully take that I would not if my kids were around.

If I stumbled onto an armed robbery with the kids we would duck and back out...By myself, I would shoot them.
 
I'm quite comfortable being alone at home.

If anyone happens by, it's most likely a bear or a moose. They stay outside.
 
I double check all the locks and hide under the blankets.

lol Rechecking locks calms me after the dog has spazzed out but locks are too easy to get past. 4 of our doors are all glass anyway. I'd like to think I'd hear one of them being smashed but from the 3rd floor while I'm sleeping, not real hopeful on that one.
 
It wasn't so bad until all the break-in dreams started. I swear, once a week I have a nightmare that men are breaking into the house, one after the other, in order to shoot me.

I live in a really nice neighborhood but you've seen the news once or twice, yes? Bad things happen everywhere. The fact that we have 5 points of entry into the house makes me nervous, too. One day we saw one of the locks was scraped to hell; like someone had tried (and failed miserably) to pick it. Very unsettling.


Chalk it up to being a rural girl most of my life - we only locked the doors if we were leaving for an extended period of time.

I live in a city now and I am trying to be more conscious of locking up, but it's certainly not anything like you describe.

I...feel very naive and also quite sorry that you have the fear you do.
 
Chalk it up to being a rural girl most of my life - we only locked the doors if we were leaving for an extended period of time.

I live in a city now and I am trying to be more conscious of locking up, but it's certainly not anything like you describe.

I...feel very naive and also quite sorry that you have the fear you do.

I grew up in a small town and locks were never a priority either. This fear crept in when I became a mom but at the time I was in an apartment with one point of entry so I felt safer, for some reason. Now I'm in Northern Virginia in a three story house I feel like I can't defend. Smiley would leave on business trips or visit family back home and I was suddenly terrified for my sons and I. Getting the gun only helped a little. Most of the time I forget I have it.
 
lol Rechecking locks calms me after the dog has spazzed out but locks are too easy to get past. 4 of our doors are all glass anyway. I'd like to think I'd hear one of them being smashed but from the 3rd floor while I'm sleeping, not real hopeful on that one.

Hold me. I'm scared now. :(
 
It wasn't so bad until all the break-in dreams started. I swear, once a week I have a nightmare that men are breaking into the house, one after the other, in order to shoot me.

I live in a really nice neighborhood but you've seen the news once or twice, yes? Bad things happen everywhere. The fact that we have 5 points of entry into the house makes me nervous, too. One day we saw one of the locks was scraped to hell; like someone had tried (and failed miserably) to pick it. Very unsettling.


I have those same dreams! ... Except they arent trying to shoot me.. I freak the fuck out when I'm alone at night. I swear I hear people in my house, or trying to get in. You should come over. That's a nice little friend you've got there.
 
lol Rechecking locks calms me after the dog has spazzed out but locks are too easy to get past. 4 of our doors are all glass anyway. I'd like to think I'd hear one of them being smashed but from the 3rd floor while I'm sleeping, not real hopeful on that one.

Get a steel door installed on your bedroom and sleep easy. Make it your safe room.

A buddy of mine had a gun collection like you would not believe. For example a brand new in the box Mac-10 with silencer. He lived in a highly questionable neighborhood in a duplex he owned and modified. He didn't really care who the tenants were, they were the softer target side and would likely draw any miscreants attention.

His gun room was his second bedroom with a steel door and cactus that just happened to be growing up against the window. No bars on the windows, no security door on the outside.

If you barged in when he was home it would be your last criminal act. If you broke in while he was out, you probably wouldn't know enough about first edition books to see his bookcase as valuable, the unadorned 800 year old Anasazi pot looks like junk and all he is out is a TV and a couple of VCRs
 
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Kinda rounds? FMJ's or Hollow Points?

One in the chamber safety off?

:)
Regular rounds, one in the chamber, no safety.
I have those same dreams! ... Except they arent trying to shoot me.. I freak the fuck out when I'm alone at night. I swear I hear people in my house, or trying to get in. You should come over. That's a nice little friend you've got there.

Hold me. I'm scared now. :(

Maybe Litopia should become a reality just so us girls can huddle together for protection. And shit.
 
I grew up in a small town and locks were never a priority either. This fear crept in when I became a mom but at the time I was in an apartment with one point of entry so I felt safer, for some reason. Now I'm in Northern Virginia in a three story house I feel like I can't defend. Smiley would leave on business trips or visit family back home and I was suddenly terrified for my sons and I. Getting the gun only helped a little. Most of the time I forget I have it.

Wow...my fears were only for wildlife. I used to be obsessive about the boys bedroom windows being closed (they were on the ground floor) at night because home invasions by bears is not uncommon.

I haven't ever given a thought to a person being a threat in my home.

:heart:
 
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